Marry handsome ustad

Time to be honest

"Mas, you stopped!?" zahra shouted as they crossed a small park in the corner of the city, a park commonly used by young couples or young people to just hang out and enjoy street food.

"What's the deck?" ask ustad Zaki who started to slow down the speed of his car, marginalizing it on one of the shoulders of the road.

"Mas, is there a meatball!?" zahra said, pointing to the meatballs seller who set up a tent on the sidewalk.

"So we ate! Still hungry?"

"Mas ustad bencanda or what? See for yourself how much portion, delicious but only a little, where full. It's just a little narrow in Zahra's stomach!" zahra complained at length.

"So why not ask for more if less deck?"

"Yes shame, it's the effect of elegant dinner, there is no romantic story mas that at a romantic dinner suddenly the girl asked to add, will be embarrassed."

"Who said!? I am not ashamed! Mas even seneng if the wife of this beautiful mas doyan eat!"

"Isssttt," Zahra complained, almost opening the car door but Zaki quickly held his hand,

"Wait for the deck!"

"What's wrong?" ask Zahra,

"Wait awhile!" ustad Zaki rushed out of the car and ran around it, opening the car door next to Zahra,

"Please!" said Ustad Zaki but he was completely fluttering in his place making Zahra frown.

"How am I supposed to get down if you stay there!?" ask Zahra again.

Hhhh ...

Ustad Zaki sighed instead,

"I'd love to get home soon!"

"Why?"

"Pengen spent more time together, alone!" say ustad Zaki with a spoiled tone.

"Grandchild of the grandson ..., my husband said! But unfortunately my stomach is not affected by the spoiled attitude of ustad, how dong?"

"Yes how else, yahhh indeed should deck Zahra soon eat a lot so that later have extra energy!"

"Hhhh ...,"

What does that mean, I'm going to be blank ....

"Come!?" not yet finished Zahra tried to translate the implied meaning of the husband, the husband had already pulled his hand to bring him down.

"How many bowls do you want?" ask ustad Zaki when they are already inside the meatball tent stall.

"Can I eat as much as I want?"

"Hmmm!"

"All right!" Zahra was so excited, she ordered some meatballs for herself and Ustad Zaki was just busy looking at her.

"Hows it? Full already?" ask ustad Zaki when Zahra has finished his meal.

"Buyang mas!"

"Now what else?" Zahra stared silently at her husband in disbelief.

"Remember the Sunnah of the Prophet? Allah's Apostle Shallallahu ‘alaihi wasallam reminds us that the stomach is not a container that is ready to be filled anything according to our wishes. Even if it is filled, it should not be excessive to exceed the limits of its ability, as in the hadith, “The descendants of Adam are not considered to make his stomach as a bad container if it fills him with some bribes that can uphold his body. Therefore, what he had to do was one third of his stomach for food, one third for drinks, and another third for breath,”

Zahra swallowed her Saliva so hard, she seemed to be regretting what had gone into her stomach,

"Why is it new now? I'm not feeling good!"

"No pa pa, I just want Zahra's deck to know. Hopefully on other occasions, Zahra deck can be wiser in regulating diet, in addition to running the Sunnah also to maintain health. Eating too much is not good for health!?"

"Yes, I'm sorry!?"

"I'm sorry not the same mas, but the same body of Zahra's own deck!"

***

Finally they arrived at home, Zahra had changed her clothes with a more comfortable home clothes. After cleaning himself, he immediately followed the husband who had already sat on the bed,

"It's over?" ask ustad Zaki and Zahra to raise her head, "Sit here!" he said again while patting the empty place beside him.

But Zahra seemed hesitant,

Am I being honest now? True said Ms. Chusna, I'm sure mas ustad will not force his will, all this time he can always understand me, this one certainly can also be ...

"What's the deck? Did you have a mistake, same as you?" ask ustad Zaki when he saw Zahra who was silent in his place.

"Well, actually Zahra_, Zahra wants to say the same, it's important!?"

Ustad Zaki frowned, shifting his seat to approach Zahra but was immediately restrained by Zahra with a movement of his hand,

"There, let Zahra come!?"

For the first time Zahra looks serious, making Zaki feel uncomfortable,

"Sir, don't scare me!?"

Zahra immediately sat on the edge of the bed, then she tilted her body to face the husband who was originally behind her,

"But promise me, don't be angry!?" zahra said again and Ustad Zaki nodded his head.

"Mas can't possibly be mad at you, deck!"

May it be true ....

Zahra finally raised her legs to be more comfortable sitting, even Zaki shifted her seat to be closer.

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